Romance Books for Women
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In love with my rx rival: The Ice Alpha
Tamara has always been easy to overlook – until Lucas Ashford, the Alpha of Ashford Pack, notices her. Their secret relationship consumes her, but when she catches him with another woman, he coldly tells her they were never together. Broken and drunk, she collapses in a courtyard where Garrett Wave, the Ice King Alpha of the rival Fornon Pack, finds her. One night changes everything. Now Lucas wants her back, Garrett's wolf claims she is his, and her oldest friend Paul finally confesses his feelings. But a prophecy awakens inside Tamara – she is destined to bond what is divided. As the Blood Lunar Eclipse rises, the stakes intensify leading to a kidnapping, a primal transformation, a council trial, and a blood duel that forces Tamara to choose no one but herself./0/20642/coverorgin.jpg?v=f6467944803cc107b1b5d7fc282f502f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE LAST LAUGH
[18+] MATURE CONTENT! Brief description : ROMANCE, REVENGE, SEX, JUSTICE, MURDER and YOUNG LOVE. Sheridan Wesley, a little rural boy from a little town not far from Tennessee, had always had a satisfying lifestyle in his father's ranch. He'd grown up with cattle and was used to the hard life. Working in farms and so on. He'd never known his mother who'd died at his tender age. He had only his father whom he loved with all his heart. Everything went on well until he was twelve years of age. Every thing changed after a short holiday at his father's best friend's house along with his family. What had happened during that holiday? What did his father's friend's family have to hide? A story full of suspense and adventure./1/106621/coverorgin.jpg?v=06377a4af8c98697bb1bbb1f083451b2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire’s Contract: Revenge On My Ex
I was a top-tier model with a fiancé I trusted to manage every cent I earned. I thought we were building a life together until a blown fuse at the studio sent me home twenty minutes early. The silence of the penthouse was broken by a trail of clothes: Haywood’s silk tie, then a red-soled stiletto that belonged to Brandy, the girl I had mentored like a sister. Through the bedroom door, I watched the man I loved tell his mistress that I was "yesterday's news" while they tangled in the sheets I had picked out six months ago. I didn't scream; I just turned to leave, but the betrayal went deeper than the bedroom. When I checked my banking app, my balance was exactly $12.45. Haywood had liquidated every holding account and savings entry I owned, using a "tax strategy" he’d convinced me of to steal my entire past. Within hours, the man who robbed me was planting stories in the press, claiming I was having a drug-fueled breakdown. He wanted me penniless, homeless, and discredited so no one would believe the truth. He even tried to force me into a "rehab" facility to silence me forever while he promoted his pregnant mistress. I stood on a New York curb with nothing left but a desperate, insane idea born from a headline on my phone. Isham Rhodes, the most ruthless CEO in the city, needed a wife by thirty to keep his empire, and I needed a shield to survive mine. "Mr. Rhodes, I hear you need a puppet," I said, intercepting him in the rain outside City Hall. "I don't want your love. I want a legal document that makes me untouchable." He didn't ask for a romance; he asked for my ID. Now, with a billionaire’s black card in my pocket and a marriage certificate in my hand, I’m going back to the agency to take back everything they stole. The war has just begun./0/40758/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240629211637&imageMogr2/format/webp)
DEADENDS: How I Crossed Paths with the Mafia Don
Austine might have reached a dead end. As a journalist, she wanted to write news that meant something, that would be a catalyst for change. But all she was given were sensational stories. Things take a turn for the worse as one of the cases drops her down the rabbit hole. She uncovers crimes, murder, deceit, and lies. With one man who could be the key to the one thing she sought for. Will she discover the families who run Evershire?/1/101430/coverorgin.jpg?v=e6e67f5f67716266d5efe1c78265f2e7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Invisible Wife's Billionaire Revenge
My world crumbled the day I held my death sentence in my hands. My husband, Sebastian, thought I was strong, a socialite wife who had "everything." He didn't know my body was already betraying me, just like he was. At twenty-five, I was Catherine Vanderbilt, wife to a Manhattan titan, but my body was quietly giving up. A doctor's report confirmed it: critical kidney failure, a terrifying secret whispering through my veins. My marriage, a fragile dance of silence, felt like it was balanced on a knife's edge. When I tried to talk about starting a family, Sebastian dismissed me as greedy, comparing me to his "fragile" ex-girlfriend, Serena. Then, on our anniversary, a panicked call from Serena sent him rushing out, leaving me alone with my pain and the terrifying truth of my failing health. He didn't come home, returning only to give me a diamond bracelet – a golden shackle. He made me sign an NDA, legally binding me to silence as he hired Serena, bringing her into our company. I found them in his office, Serena wearing an identical bracelet, openly flaunting our shared humiliation. During an elevator breakdown, he comforted her panic attack, ignoring my own terror. Later, Serena "accidentally" scalded my hand, and Sebastian rushed to her side, leaving me burned, invisible, and alone. I was dying, yet he saw me as strong, while his ex, whose life he'd "broken," received all his care. How could he be so blind? How could I be so utterly dispensable? After a fleeting night of intimacy, Serena's feigned suicide threat lured him away again. The next morning, my world crashed completely: my entire fashion collection, my soul's work, was stolen and leaked by Serena, using Sebastian's company cloud. As the betrayal hit, a sharp pain tore through my back, blood trickled from my nose, and I collapsed, utterly broken, while my stolen designs blazed across the screens./0/21940/coverorgin.jpg?v=146e751904875c38df270040ed8a3ab5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Girls Associate Series 1: Damned Love Because Of You
Isza Monterealez, the only princess of Monterealez Empire. All she wanted was to study well at the school they moved to, with her friends. But the destiny just doesn't really agree with her. With every twitch she makes, with every rules she breaks, with every hiding she makes, hell! There's this student council president always here to scold her. With each parting and stroking the man's hair and grinning at her- as if he saw something funny in Isza, she also fell in love with the man. Until that accident came. As the time passed, destiny brought them together again. What will be the outcome of their reunion? What if when they meet again, Isza isn’t the only one back? Isza Monterealez Story. ______ Photo cover isn't mine credits to the rightful owner./1/121546/coverorgin.jpg?v=86caf29fc6a0690ec8cf899ee041624b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Longer A Double: The Queen's Return
Chloe Foster gave up her dazzling supermodel career to marry the man she loved. On the eve of their wedding, she excitedly brought a rare vintage watch to their penthouse to surprise her fiancé, Evan. But when she pushed the door open, she didn't hear his happy laughter. Instead, she heard familiar, muffled giggles coming from the master bedroom. Through the cracked door, she saw Evan tangled in the sheets with her best friend, Mika. The velvet box slipped from her numb fingers, the antique watch shattering on the hardwood floor. Evan scrambled to cover himself, stammering pathetic excuses about it being a drunken mistake. But Mika didn't even flinch. She lazily stroked her flat stomach and smirked. "Don't blame him, Chloe. After all, I'm carrying his child." A wave of suffocating nausea churned in Chloe's stomach. The man she loved and the best friend she trusted had turned her sacrifices into a cruel, humiliating joke, plotting to discard her the moment they got what they wanted. But she didn't scream, and she didn't cry. A terrifying, absolute calm washed over her. She turned her back on the pathetic pair, walked out into the freezing rain, and headed straight to City Hall to cancel her marriage license. There, she saw a cold, intimidating stranger—Damien Knight, the undisputed king of the entertainment world—waiting for a bride who had just stood him up. With a shattered heart and a spine of steel, Chloe walked right up to the billionaire. "Your bride didn't show. My groom ran off. So, what do you say? Marry me instead?"/1/116355/coverorgin.jpg?v=1fd836ea67a85d8a40a333c3159c9f13&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn From Ashes: Loving My Ruthless Husband
I spent my whole life trying to escape my terrifying billionaire husband, Damian Blackwood, trusting the sweet lies of my stepsister and my secret lover, Chase. But on the night I finally eloped, Chase locked me inside an abandoned, burning warehouse. Through the deafening crackle of the fire, my stepsister's mocking laughter echoed, revealing I was nothing but a disposable key to my family's vault. As the blistering heat peeled the skin from my bones, a figure tore through the wall of fire. It was Damian. The man I had drugged, fought, and betrayed shoved burning steel aside with his bare, sizzling hands to reach me. When the ceiling groaned and collapsed, he threw his massive body over mine, taking the crushing weight of a flaming beam directly on his back. Hot, thick blood dripped from his mouth onto my cheek. "I will always protect you." He whispered his final vow as his lifeless weight collapsed against me. Crushing, absolute regret suffocated me in the dark. I had leaked his company secrets and treated him like a monster, yet he died a tragic, agonizing death just to shield me from my own foolish choices. Then, a violent rush of freezing air hit my lungs, and my eyes snapped open. I wasn't staring at a burning ceiling, but the familiar crystal chandelier of our penthouse, exactly three years in the past. My phone lit up with a text from Chase, urging me to hurry to the garden for our elopement. A cold, calculating smirk replaced my tears. I deleted the message, slipped into a fragile silk nightgown, and prepared to repay my husband's bloody sacrifice by utterly destroying our enemies./0/75150/coverorgin.jpg?v=c24bbfa41023bacce9909fd3f3976019&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Daughter Of Darkness
Because of the gloom that fell over our castle following the passing of my mother and the fact that I saw my stepmother's two children taking me through misery, many have referred to me as the "Daughter of Darkness." It is a fact that I have had a very challenging existence, starting with the time I spent as a slave and ending in the day when they attempt to take one of my kidneys from my body. I was under the impression that my suffering would come to an end when I wed Damien, a member of the mafia who was only in it for himself, but the reality was that I was about to experience the worst moment of my life. My whole life changed once I became friends with Emma, who was the only child Damien had. My life was filled with so much sadness when I shared a house with someone who put himself first. This continued until the day Damien fell in love with me, at which point the killers attempted to kill both of us and kill him. I had the mistaken impression that things would be a lot simpler for us until another woman walked into our territory and ruined our peace./0/18696/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3c5832e03f2da77aede640106487841&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lovesickness: You're My Medicine
It was a late hour when a stranger held her by her throat and forcibly occupied her. Some moments later, she woke up in a cold sweat and realized it had all been just a bad dream. The dream also brought with it, a dramatic series of events: her fiance left her, her father remarried, and most strangely, she found her clothes in the clutches of a little girl calling her mommy. Her father: the same man from her nightmare./0/38163/coverorgin.jpg?v=43b13358e0cf22152bff1b52ae7c2d13&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Naughty and Lovely Male Ghost
My uncle said that my fate was suitable for dealing with the dead. If I didn’t do it, it might be a waste. Unfortunately, he was right. I was unexpectedly tied to an importunate ghost marriage. This male ghost was all kinds of despicable and shameless, threatening to lure me, but also vowed to say: when I was alive, the girls who admired me were as many as the carps crossing the river. Were you sure that you didn't want to marry me? You wouldn’t have the opportunity later. I shook my head resolutely, but what he did to me next was something I never expected……/0/22265/coverorgin.jpg?v=29d16907ecc1f7b62c48e78ac09ef408&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My cold hearted husband
He smirk and said :if you want money then marry me . She angrily said :" fine ,I will marry you but this marriage but this marriage is your destruction and you will regret for your decision to marry me". Arham Khan and Sarah jawed ,two person who belong to different world ,who are poles apart .He is cold hearted , conservative man while she is educated and loving person .What happened when Arham Khan marry her to take revenge .Will Sarah being able to adjust herself in conservative society Will love blossom between them ./0/57630/coverorgin.jpg?v=8257992095607a7e5bf1a1e4c90593ea&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marry Me Again: The New CEO Is My Ex-husband
"What's your name?" He asked, making the managers go shut at once. They followed his gaze and it landed on Mallory. Mallory felt her soul being pierced. Did he just ask for her name? Her Wilder didn't even know her name? "Uh... her name is..." "Let her speak for herself, Arlo" Wilder raised his hand at his cousin who zipped up at once. Then, reluctantly, Mallory muttered: "I'm Mallory Harrington." Wilder said nothing, his gaze on her unreadable. Then, she asked. "Don't you... remember me?" "Am I... supposed to know you?" Wilder asked with an unfeigned doubt. This broke Mallory even more. How can her Wilder not recognize her? Her next breath came raggedly, she had to drop her teary gaze to the floor. "How can you not remember me?" She winced. "We were..." ********* What happens when Mallory goes to work one morning and discovers the new CEO who was the soon-to-be heir to one of the richest companies in the world was her ex-husband who had been missing for seven years? How does she tell him she used to be married to him before he went missing? How does she tell him she was still very much in love with him and wanted him back in her life, even if there was someone else? How does she tell him she had twins at home that looked like him? How does she tell him any of this when he couldn't recognize her and acted very cold towards her? What happened to her Wilder?/0/45301/coverorgin.jpg?v=294904201091bf134fe06b988ae73100&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER
Having a crush is not bad at all but what if it's on your bestfriend's brother who also happens to be your senior?but does it mean you can't have a crush on your senior? Meet Victoria,a beautiful and intelligent girl who after going through a physical abuse at a young age which made her flinch when a boy touches her.but with Daniel,she was comfortable with him touching her so it wasn't surprising when she developed feelings for him but will he reciprocate her feelings seeing she's a junior and his sister's bestfriend?/0/71257/coverorgin.jpg?v=4922701a88aabee73244014be7231b83&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE STARS IN HER EYES
Joanna never imagined that a desperate job interview would lead to a whirlwind of unexpected opportunities-and complications. Hired as a personal assistant to the enigmatic billionaire Zac Cross, she quickly learns that working for him means navigating not just high-stakes business but also undeniable chemistry. But Zac isn't looking for help, and Joanna isn't looking for trouble. As their worlds collide, will they be each other's downfall-or their greatest chance at something real?/0/74826/coverorgin.jpg?v=45534e54ad36109b6f207435dbe4052f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A world of bad boys
Dark romance full of adventures, where young gangsters, all handsome, seductive, elegant, rich, indulge in the vices of life; sex, seduction, murder, kidnapping, betrayal, narcissism and perversion. They have one motto: sleep with women and throw them away afterwards like garbage. Everything changes when they come across a group of highly attractive women, who also have a common principle: to seduce men and defraud them, then evaporate into the wild. A super cold war is declared when one of the gangs gets tricked by one of these women. May the strongest win. They all use harmful methods to achieve their goals with respect to their currencies. The men take it upon themselves to shoot anything that wears a skirt, while the women hatch a plan that will change the rest of their lives. Welcome to the world of Playboys and badgirls, where sex is good morning, betrayal is breakfast, and murder is good evening. Live the adventures instead of the heroes.../1/119600/coverorgin.jpg?v=cbd8d3cef56c33687d20ad85387faacb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Substitute Wife's Secret Baby Escape
I endured a year of a cold, loveless marriage with billionaire Damien Edwards, thinking my devotion could eventually melt his frozen heart. Until I found a worn photograph hidden in his forbidden study. The girl in the picture had my exact hair and my smile. On the back, in his handwriting, it read: My Elara. I wasn't his beloved wife; I was just a cheap, identical replica. I immediately handed him divorce papers, refusing to be a substitute anymore. But Damien simply threw the documents into the roaring fireplace. He grabbed my wrist with a bone-crushing grip, his eyes dark with a terrifying, merciless obsession. "As long as I'm alive, you will always be Mrs. Edwards." His control became absolute and suffocating. He punished my defiance by dragging me into a freezing shower to break my spirit, yet when a wealthy heiress insulted my disabled brother at a gala, he ruthlessly bankrupted her entire family with a single phone call. He was a monster who refused to let me go, but wouldn't love me either. The emotional whiplash caused me to collapse. I woke up in the hospital to a horrifying truth: I was six weeks pregnant. A child would be the ultimate chain, binding me to this volatile tyrant forever. I had to keep it a secret. I had to escape. But that night, his jealous sister cornered me on the terrace and shoved me backward into the dark infinity pool. As the icy water swallowed me and my heavy gown dragged me to the bottom, I clutched my stomach with one desperate vow. If my baby and I survive this, Damien Edwards will never find us again./0/19021/coverorgin.jpg?v=d6083d1bc8fe9ba53455c808120e2dbd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
